Everything I touch turns to stone

College (I got into srishti for those of you who don't know) starts on wednesday.I needed to escape one last time before these holidays came to an end.and so I did.Swimming in the river, Riding on a motorcycle watching all the ground beneath me drop,Sprawling myself over rocks. Like a crocodile.I needed it. the stones. the dust. the wind."The idea is to remain in a state of constant departure while always arriving. It saves on introductions and goodbyes."- Waking Life